"Glug, glug,"
In the darkness, a series of disgusting sounds emitted...
The ground was covered with fresh blood, mixed with bits of torn flesh.
A torn radiation suit and fragments of clothing were soaked in the Blood Pool.
As the view moved forward, an almost naked body, covered with wounds where flesh had been torn from, its edges festering and shockingly striking, was curled up like a terrifying giant infant soaked in blood. Behind him were four mangled bodies, and some thick tentacles emerged from the dark, wrapping around the chunks of flesh and dragging them into the shadows.
"Crack, crunch,"
The sound of bones breaking.
He was still conscious—he could distinctly feel the slow and terrible pain. It was like an invisible giant hand was holding him in its palm, slowly, leisurely kneading him, crushing every inch of his bones.
Piercing to the core.
But what was even more terrifying was that endless sensation of falling.
